"Peter!"
Natasha's loud shout came from behind and turned into a slow play in Peter's ears. In his childhood, the indestructible iron door in his memory cut through the middle easily, like a hot knife cutting through butter. All Peter could see was the chainsaw that smelled of steel!
"boom!"
Yao Luo tapped his toes lightly and crossed several shorter houses. The boots on his feet and the rubble on the roof made a crisp sound. Before he had time to think about it, he quickened his pace. The familiar sound of a chainsaw had already appeared. If this sound was made to people, If so, the person he is looking for may be in danger.
Peter felt as if he had been pushed by someone. The huge force made him feel like a reed being pulled away. The figure rushed out of the house with him. When the ground touched his face, he realized that he had arrived. Outside the house, the first thing he saw:
It's his right arm, a right arm that has flown out and fallen to the ground!
"Ahhh!"
The heartbreaking pain was not something a child could endure. Blood spurted out from his right arm uncontrollably. The entire right hand was neatly cut open from the upper arm. If this speed was maintained, it would not be possible in the future. He died of bleeding within 15 minutes of treatment.
Natasha's eyes were serious. The gun on her waist had already burst out with six rays of fire in an instant. The powerful shell was accurately aimed at the machine's head. Once it was implemented, I believe its power would be enough to blow this iron bastard to pieces. .
But the reality is often not as expected. This monster born in battle will never be blown up so easily. The chainsaw in his hand cuts quickly, and all the shells are split into two by him and scattered on both sides, destroying the ones that have been blown to pieces. The door of the clinic was even more damaged by the blast.
Natasha gritted her teeth. Things had developed beyond her expectation. She already regretted bringing Peter here. She thought it was just a simple collection of supplies.
But the monster's vigilance was beyond her expectation, and all she could do now was bring Peter back safely.
The barrel was filled with a smoke grenade, which was cut open as always. The smoke filled the air, obscuring the machine's scanning. Natasha grabbed Peter's other hand, put it on her shoulder, and ran quickly in the direction she came from.
The smoke bombs can't delay for long. The sound of the chainsaw is still behind Natasha. All Natasha can do now is run, run as fast as possible!
Peter's screams had stopped, not that he could bear it. Natasha knew that Peter had lost consciousness and was in shock. Natasha could only pray that the movement just now would not attract more monsters.
The sound of trampling footsteps echoed on the avenue. When they walked back the way they came, another monster had already blocked Natasha's path.
With a huge and bloated body and two iron fists built for killing, if an ordinary person was punched, they would probably be smashed into a pulp. The red light above his head exudes coldness. There is only the desire to kill in the cold heart of the furnace.
"It's over." This thought came to Natasha's mind.
Maybe if she puts Peter down now, she should be able to escape at her own speed. But she wouldn't do it anyway.
"I will never abandon another child again."
Peter's suppressed and low shout was behind him, with a hoarseness in his voice: Sister Natasha, please put me down.
"No, I will go out! My sister will take you out!"
Natasha is already using her destiny ability to stop Peter's bleeding. Before the pursuers from behind can catch up, there is definitely still a chance to run out, run out...
A ray of chill came from the top of her neck. Natasha turned around. The chainsaw in the monster's hand had been raised high. The animal's movement was very obvious. In another second, the heads of the two people would be chopped off.
A flash of extremely fast fire flashed across his sight, and the half-cut electric saw gently scraped the hair on Natasha's forehead. The next second, Natasha saw a figure that he could not forget.
A leg, a leg that kicked the steel giant in front of him to pieces.
It was a young man with long black hair mixed with a hint of white, wearing a blue-black coat, holding an impressive pair of guns in his hands, leaping from the air.
Without hesitation, he kicked the robot's head off with one blow. Half of the robot's body collapsed with the force of the head falling. The half of the chainsaw that had been cut off could only turn weakly, but could no longer Cut off any piece, even a leaf.
shot.
Another beam of fire passed through the side of Natasha's face and hit the enemy behind her.
In Natasha's eyes, the boy passed through her at an unimaginable speed, faster than a fully powered mine cart on the track.
Red light condensed on his fist, and Yao Luo used the momentum of his forward thrust to swing his arm back.
Keep your legs rooted to the ground, twist your waist, lift your shoulders, and exert force!
A hand of flesh and steel collided brazenly!
The iron fist that was enough to crush ordinary people into a pulp was visible to the naked eye, with a deep dent in the middle. The huge impact knocked the giant hammer robot away!
It hit the wall heavily, and the iron fists of both arms fell down weakly. There was also a mark on it, a few inches in size, which could be vaguely seen as a mark of a fist.
Just when the giant hammer robot wanted to stand up, another red light melted its head.
"Fortunately, I caught up."
Yao Luo breathed a sigh of relief. The moment the explosion occurred, his amazing eyesight allowed him to notice the situation on the street, although he was amazed at the combination of women and children. But the person was right in front of him and had to be saved.
Even though he had used the power of the stigmata, he still couldn't stop the child from breaking his arm.
"How is he?" Yao Luo turned around and saw that the woman had laid the child on the ground. She found bandages, alcohol, and familiarity from her pocket to rescue her. Her hands exuded a gentle white light containing the power of destiny. From the surface, The bleeding has stopped.
Natasha didn't even have time to wipe her sweat. After dealing with Peter urgently, she had time to reply to the boy in front of her.
"Thank you very much! Thank you very much! If you hadn't helped me, I think the two of us would have been here." Natasha bit her lip. She had to take full responsibility for Peter's matter.
"You're welcome. It's the right thing for human beings to help each other." Yao Luo looked down at the little boy who was out of breath, with the corner of his mouth twitching, and a look of pain still remaining on his face. A trace of unbearability flashed in his heart. At such an age, he should have lived in the love and care of his parents. In any case, he should not have suffered such a crime at such a young age.
Yao Luo bent down, got down on one knee, and observed the little boy's current situation.
"His injury is getting better. I can only treat it urgently first to prevent the injury from spreading to the body. The symptoms of ischemia can only be treated professionally after returning home." Natasha's face was still nervous.
"Let me carry him." Yao Luo looked at Natasha and suggested.
"Okay." It was not the time to hesitate, Natasha helped Peter onto Yaoluo's back, tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and tied the two together.
"Excuse me, what's your name?" Natasha looked at the man who saved her in front of her. His face was very unfamiliar. Natasha was sure that judging from his clothing, he was not a member of the Silver Mane Iron Guard. However, there are not many such fighting capabilities in the entire Xiacheng District. Could it be that...
"Let's go to a safe place first. You will lead the way." Yao Luo's first goal is to find a place with people and a base before the next action can be carried out. He does not know the details of the woman in front of him.
Natasha led the way, and Yaoluo followed closely behind. Now that the monster's attention had been attracted, the pace of the two was no longer restricted. Even so, Yaoluo could still make Peter on his back lie on his back safely. The wound will not be aggravated again by the jolt of rapid action.
After going around three corners and two squares, a gate wrapped in fortifications has appeared in front of Yaoluo. Judging from the layout of the fortifications, this town has been attacked by unimaginable attacks, even if this is used to Escape passages, bullet casings, mines, and traces on the ground dragged out by unknown heavy objects.
You can imagine what kind of fear the Chinese had in their hearts when they fled from here.
After walking through the gate, the two passed through a series of gloomy but not dangerous mountain canyons. After more than ten minutes' journey, Yao Luo could finally see the light ahead.
Finally passing through the tunnel, what caught Yao Luo's eyes was:
Rows of houses are located on a gentle slope that rises upward. The living area of the houses is much larger than that of the previous town. Smoke smoke rises from the chimneys on the roofs. In the dark night, fires representing popularity are emitted, and they are connected together. No matter what, , an inhabited place is countless times better than the eerie ghost town just now.
After seeing the town, Natasha had been holding a breath of air in her chest, and she was finally able to let it go.
She looked back at Yao Luo, finally a trace of relaxation flashed in her eyes.
"Welcome to Rivet Town."
